Chapter 59: Ji Yanling's Bloodline Ascends to the Immortal Grade

Ji Yanling's biological mother was a generation of queens of the Chihuo Dynasty, titled the Chiling King, and possessed the Fire Saint Body.

Logically speaking, as long as she developed normally, she could have achieved the Huangzhe Realm.

However, it was unfortunate that the Ji Family of the Great Yan Dynasty possessed a special secret technique that could harvest a woman's constitution to improve their own, though the conditions were somewhat harsh.

It just so happened that the Chiling King met those conditions, so she was targeted by Ji Huamao, who threatened the survival of the Chihuo Dynasty to force her to go to the Great Yan Dynasty for a political marriage, becoming a concubine for Ji Huamao.

Through repeated harvesting, Ji Huamao did indeed benefit immensely; his Saint Grade Low constitution advanced all the way to Saint Grade Upper.

Meanwhile, the Chiling King's cultivation and constitution continuously declined until she was no different from a mortal.

Ji Huamao did not care about her at all, nor did he move to kill her.

In Ji Huamao's view, since the other party's value had been squeezed dry, he showed a bit of "kindness" by imprisoning her in the imperial palace for all eternity, sparing her life.

Perhaps it was also because the Chiling King had borne a child for Ji Huamao; even though Ji Huamao did not like this child, it still sparked his limited conscience, giving the Chiling King a glimmer of survival.

Afterward, Ji Huamao did not concern himself with the affairs of the Chiling King and her daughter, until Ji Yanling was a few years old, when a subordinate reported to him that the Chiling King had gone missing.

The eunuchs and palace maids searched the entire imperial palace but could not find a trace of her.

This left Ji Huamao very puzzled.

After all, the current Chiling King had no cultivation left; how could she have escaped the heavily guarded imperial palace?

Ji Huamao did not care about the life or death of the Chiling King, but for a person to disappear from right under his nose—

As an imperial ruler, he felt more or less very displeased.

Ji Huamao conducted a thorough investigation but found no results; the Chiling King seemed to have evaporated into thin air.

In a fit of rage, he killed many people, and in the end, the matter could only be left unsettled.

After hearing these past events recounted by Ji Huamao, Ji Yanling frowned deeply.

"How do I know if what you say is true or false?"

Ji Huamao revealed a bitter smile.

"As a man on the verge of death, there is no need for me to say these things to deceive you. If you don't believe me, you can settle the score with the Ji Family bloodline whenever you wish after you have investigated clearly."

"Perhaps because I devoured your mother's bloodline, I have a strong intuition that your mother may not be dead."

"Especially after meeting you, this intuition has become increasingly strong."

Ji Huamao sighed mournfully as he spoke.

"Little Nine, your father knows I have wronged you. But to tell the truth, I can sense that your achievements will far exceed mine. You have my blood flowing in your veins; as a father, I should do something for you."

Seeing him in this state, Zhao Hongying, who was to the side, sneered.

"Who are you putting on this act for, you vicious old thief? Don't tell me you are still trying to harm our King!"

Ji Huamao did not say much; after his dantian shattered, his cultivation was continuously draining away.

At this moment, he still had some remaining strength, so without hesitation, he immediately activated a secret technique.

Faintly, one could hear the sounds of a dragon and phoenix calling out in unison from his body, and a rich aura of bloodline essence drifted out.

Seeing this fellow's actions, Han Yu had already locked onto him; if he made any rash moves, he could instantly kill him.

However, Han Yu could see that this fellow was not attempting a dying strike, but was using a secret technique to extract his own bloodline.

Ji Huamao's face was ferocious, clearly enduring unimaginable pain, but this fellow was also a ruthless man, as he actually forcibly extracted his own bloodline.

Above his palm, a small, winged crimson blood dragon swirled incessantly.

"Little Nine, this is your father's bloodline. If you refine it, it will certainly allow your bloodline quality to advance further."

Ji Huamao handed the small bloodline orb to Ji Yanling, who frowned slightly and snorted coldly.

"I don't need it."

She had her own way to improve her bloodline and had no need to use this method at all.

Ji Huamao was slightly stunned upon hearing this; he had not expected Ji Yanling to be able to resist the temptation of a bloodline promotion, and he could not help but reveal a bitter smile.

"Winners are kings and losers are bandits; just consider this the punishment for your father's defeat."

"Besides, this bloodline also contains a portion from your mother. If you refine it, perhaps it will help you find her."

Hearing this, Ji Yanling was slightly moved. She did not want Ji Huamao's bloodline, but it also contained the bloodline of her mother, the Chiling King.

If she did not absorb it now, as Ji Huamao died, this bloodline would also quickly dissipate.

Ji Yanling looked hesitant; she glanced at Han Yu.

The latter beckoned with his hand, took the small bloodline orb, and carefully probed it with his Divine Sense, finding nothing suspicious.

"Junior Sister, refine it. There is no need to have any psychological burden."

Han Yu spoke to advise her.

In his view, this Ji Huamao owed an irredeemable debt to Ji Yanling and her mother; taking a bit of his bloodline could be considered compensation.

With Han Yu's words, Ji Yanling no longer hesitated. She took the bloodline orb and also probed it with a secret technique, likewise finding nothing suspicious.

Ji Yanling then stopped hesitating and quickly absorbed the small bloodline orb.

A rich bloodline power surged into her limbs and bones, and her Fire Phoenix Saint Body began to improve rapidly.

It broke through the shackles of the Saint Body all the way, reaching the ranks of Immortal Grade Low.

Sensing the bloodline aura emanating from Ji Yanling, Ji Huamao revealed a complex smile, after which his life force withered rapidly, and his corpse decayed into a pile of fly ash.

A generation of imperial rulers, the Yan Feng Emperor, Ji Huamao, had fallen!

If not for the appearance of Han Yu, this Ji Huamao might have truly been able to unify the Qingzhou region; he could be considered a figure of some standing.

Although his methods could not be considered upright, in this world where the strong prey on the weak, strength was the foundation of everything.

Han Yu did not have much emotion toward this Ji Huamao; the reason he killed him was merely to avenge his Junior Sister.

After dealing with this fellow, Han Yu stretched and felt a sense of relief.

Next, he only needed to let Ji Yanling ascend the throne in the Great Yan Dynasty, inherit the national destiny of both sides, and then she could work hard at cultivation while he continued to lie flat and enjoy himself, receiving the cultivation feedback from his Junior Sister.

After being busy for so long, it was time to enjoy life.

Thinking of this, Han Yu picked up his wine gourd and took a large gulp, feeling a wave of comfort.

"Wait, that's not right, there are still some matters that need to be wrapped up."

Han Yu's attention had been entirely on his junior martial sister, and he had almost forgotten that his senior martial aunt Liu Ruyan was still locked in a struggle with the Tiankui Sect.

"Senior Martial Aunt Liu is quite a figure herself; the Tiankui Sect shouldn't be a match for her, right?"

Han Yu pondered in his heart, yet he still felt somewhat uneasy.

"Junior martial sister, I'm going to check on Senior Martial Aunt first; if you need anything, just send me a message!"

"Alright!"

Ji Yanling responded obediently.

Han Yu immediately flew off on his sword, his speed astonishingly fast.

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Somewhere in the Chihuo Dynasty.

Liu Ruyan had just entered the Chihuo Dynasty with a group of experts from the Youxian Sect, preparing to act according to her agreement with Han Yu to launch a pincer attack on the experts of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty, specifically to block Ji Huamao and prevent him from escaping.

Who would have thought that not long after entering the Chihuo Dynasty, they would be completely surrounded by a group of people.

The aura of every single one of these people had reached the King Realm, and there were over fifty of them!

One must know that the entire Youxian Sect had fewer than forty King Realm experts, and since Liu Ruyan needed to leave some behind to guard the sect, she had only dared to bring half of them out.

The number of King Realm experts on the opposing side was more than double their own, and they clearly came with ill intent; the group of King Realm experts from the Youxian Sect all wore expressions of wariness.

Liu Ruyan swept her gaze over those blocking their path; these fellows were all dressed in uniform black robes, looking very eerie.

However, Liu Ruyan still managed to catch some familiar auras among them.

"Are you people from the Tianshui Sect?"

The black-robed man in the lead pulled off his mask, revealing a familiar face, and smiled at Liu Ruyan.

"Sect Master Liu truly has eyes like torches; you identified our identities at a single glance!"

Liu Ruyan recognized this person; he was the current Sect Master of the Tianshui Sect, named Hong Feng.

This man was tall and looked quite burly, yet his body surface surged with a dense water-attribute aura.

"Sect Master Liu, long time no see; I wonder where you are heading?"

Hong Feng asked with a smile.

Liu Ruyan narrowed her beautiful eyes and scanned the crowd.

"Aren't you asking something you already know? Looking at you all, the Tianshui Sect has come out in full force; could it be that you have all defected to the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Feng laughed out loud.

"Emperor Yan Feng is about to break through to the Venerable Realm, so it is only natural for us to defect to him; after all, those who know the times are heroes, are they not?"

"Oh? You're right. How about this: our Youxian Sect will join you as well, how does that sound?"

Liu Ruyan smiled playfully.

"What?"

Hong Feng was slightly stunned, then laughed: "That works! You and I shall join forces in this great undertaking!"

"However, I have one condition."

Liu Ruyan spoke with a beaming smile, and Hong Feng laughed heartily.

"If Sect Master Liu wishes to join us, let alone one condition, even if there were ten, we would have to agree. Speak, Sect Master Liu, what is your condition?"

"My condition is, can I choose not to become a puppet?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Hong Feng was instantly stunned, a look of intense surprise surging in his eyes.

How did she discover it!